New Art City Festival 2022 Festival Grounds

New Art City Tower - Visiting Center Floor

Coexistence

The journal's 'north star' is: Coexistence' - how human, digital and physical can work together to create meaningful connections. The HAJ is a collaborative effort between writers, artists, curators, poets, thinkers and makers, all coming together to create a beautiful piece of Hybrid Art. 

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"Forest of Things" is an audiovisual fairytale by Manuel Tozzi from 2021. 
For the online exhibition the work is staged in a computer-generated multiplayer environment. 

With the sound of birds and water flowing by, the forest of things pretends to be an ecological system rather than uncovering its technological nature. Only one wooden fence, the boundary between the wild forest and the domesticated fields, disturbs the illusion. As it starts moving autonomously, it stops performing its programmed functions. Suddenly it reveals a letter of the alphabet, a hint of its algorithmic system. Because the letter x is used to signify the unknown, the underlying motives in the forest emerge.

As the visitors wander through the space they encounter four characters, who have secluded themselves in the secureness of the thicket. Awakened from their delusions by the miraculous transformation of the fence, they start sharing their concerns about the pretence of nature and the barricades of culture which always remain untight.

Built by Manuel Tozzi & Anton Krümpelmann
Music by Moritz Scharf

"Forest of Things" is an audiovisual fairytale by Manuel Tozzi from 2021. 
For the online exhibition the work is staged in a computer-generated multiplayer environment. 

With the sound of birds and water flowing by, the forest of things pretends to be an ecological system rather than uncovering its technological nature. Only one wooden fence, the boundary between the wild forest and the domesticated fields, disturbs the illusion. As it starts moving autonomously, it stops performing its programmed functions. Suddenly it reveals a letter of the alphabet, a hint of its algorithmic system. Because the letter x is used to signify the unknown, the underlying motives in the forest emerge.

As the visitors wander through the space they encounter four characters, who have secluded themselves in the secureness of the thicket. Awakened from their delusions by the miraculous transformation of the fence, they start sharing their concerns about the pretence of nature and the barricades of culture which always remain untight.

Built by Manuel Tozzi & Anton Krümpelmann
Music by Moritz Scharf

Wander, Flow, and Dragons is a collaboration between DC Spensley and Matt Howell. Walk through the golden foot to portal to the WFND space!

Prototype_01 is part of a series of algorithmically generated masks based on a dataset composed of theatrical masks. It is part of a larger experimental project with facial recognition entitled attempts at invading machine learning systems.  

Collaborative project by @beatsbyholly (sound) and @opekarlukas (point cloud photography) questioning our perception of reality. Ambiguous space, where matter is an ungraspable mathematical structure without any substance on its own. The objects take different shapes depending on our point of view. Explore the hidden beauty of structures based on plants and trees.

an artefact from the June 2021 show, "Landscapes with the Fall of Icarus"

March 2020 saw the first lockdown in London and with it the closure of arts venues and nightclubs. The shared liminal space of the dance was gone and replaced with isolation—isolation writ large in the empty streets and architectures of the city. The space I present is an artefact, an abstraction and condensation, of the countless walks through those vacant architectures and city soundscapes. It is a psychogeography scripted in sound and graffiti. A collection of photos and tunes slightly altered and mixed into architectures representative of an altogether different liminal space that the city became.

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

If technology will save the world then the road to the future is littered with empty promises.  We order everything from groceries, laptops, clothing, and books from the convenience of entrepreneurial online platforms while the labor performed within these networks in warehouses and shipping centers is comfortably obfuscated.  Social media and dating apps promise to establish real  and deep human to human connections by swiping right, liking, and reposting through late capitalist ennui.  For critical discourse, scroll down to the comments and don’t forget to follow, like, and subscribe.  But, where are the jetpack races through neon lit city skylines?  Giant mecha and clean renewable energy?  The means to the end of food insecurity, racial and economic justice, and cures for disease are now well-worn tropes of  sci-fi utopia.  Instead, here and now in the pre-apocalypse, we are left with the rusting hulks of Theranos prototypes, 3d printed ghost gun files, and billionaires colonizing space in a race to flee a dying planet. 

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

If technology will save the world then the road to the future is littered with empty promises.  We order everything from groceries, laptops, clothing, and books from the convenience of entrepreneurial online platforms while the labor performed within these networks in warehouses and shipping centers is comfortably obfuscated.  Social media and dating apps promise to establish real  and deep human to human connections by swiping right, liking, and reposting through late capitalist ennui.  For critical discourse, scroll down to the comments and don’t forget to follow, like, and subscribe.  But, where are the jetpack races through neon lit city skylines?  Giant mecha and clean renewable energy?  The means to the end of food insecurity, racial and economic justice, and cures for disease are now well-worn tropes of  sci-fi utopia.  Instead, here and now in the pre-apocalypse, we are left with the rusting hulks of Theranos prototypes, 3d printed ghost gun files, and billionaires colonizing space in a race to flee a dying planet. 

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

If technology will save the world then the road to the future is littered with empty promises.  We order everything from groceries, laptops, clothing, and books from the convenience of entrepreneurial online platforms while the labor performed within these networks in warehouses and shipping centers is comfortably obfuscated.  Social media and dating apps promise to establish real  and deep human to human connections by swiping right, liking, and reposting through late capitalist ennui.  For critical discourse, scroll down to the comments and don’t forget to follow, like, and subscribe.  But, where are the jetpack races through neon lit city skylines?  Giant mecha and clean renewable energy?  The means to the end of food insecurity, racial and economic justice, and cures for disease are now well-worn tropes of  sci-fi utopia.  Instead, here and now in the pre-apocalypse, we are left with the rusting hulks of Theranos prototypes, 3d printed ghost gun files, and billionaires colonizing space in a race to flee a dying planet. 

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

If technology will save the world then the road to the future is littered with empty promises.  We order everything from groceries, laptops, clothing, and books from the convenience of entrepreneurial online platforms while the labor performed within these networks in warehouses and shipping centers is comfortably obfuscated.  Social media and dating apps promise to establish real  and deep human to human connections by swiping right, liking, and reposting through late capitalist ennui.  For critical discourse, scroll down to the comments and don’t forget to follow, like, and subscribe.  But, where are the jetpack races through neon lit city skylines?  Giant mecha and clean renewable energy?  The means to the end of food insecurity, racial and economic justice, and cures for disease are now well-worn tropes of  sci-fi utopia.  Instead, here and now in the pre-apocalypse, we are left with the rusting hulks of Theranos prototypes, 3d printed ghost gun files, and billionaires colonizing space in a race to flee a dying planet. 

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

If technology will save the world then the road to the future is littered with empty promises.  We order everything from groceries, laptops, clothing, and books from the convenience of entrepreneurial online platforms while the labor performed within these networks in warehouses and shipping centers is comfortably obfuscated.  Social media and dating apps promise to establish real  and deep human to human connections by swiping right, liking, and reposting through late capitalist ennui.  For critical discourse, scroll down to the comments and don’t forget to follow, like, and subscribe.  But, where are the jetpack races through neon lit city skylines?  Giant mecha and clean renewable energy?  The means to the end of food insecurity, racial and economic justice, and cures for disease are now well-worn tropes of  sci-fi utopia.  Instead, here and now in the pre-apocalypse, we are left with the rusting hulks of Theranos prototypes, 3d printed ghost gun files, and billionaires colonizing space in a race to flee a dying planet. 

where_is_the_cyberpunk_we_were_promised?

this lil artificer needz some coffee

This portal is a digital soundscape. The broken and discarded photogrammetric etchings of fallen trees build an atmosphere of contradictions when paired with field recordings. Spend some time wandering around this body of water and sit back into your audio feed while you navigate.

"Female" Siri Voice, “American” “Voice 3"

We all should expect more. We all deserve more

Jump in to spawn through portal

a portal to the exhibition space "Grimm's Fairyland", showing desk with a computer with a flashing email symbol reading "Click Me!" and a pink mug shaped like a dragon

Click Me!

This egg leads to Bao's gallery. An evolving space filled with eggs and dancers. Enjoy the show, discover some treats, perhaps win something on a particular day. Playfulness required above all else

This world is a collection of clocks from 1930s and 1940s movies - documented via Youtube screenshots. The film is stopped at exactly the time that the clock appears on the screen. It is both a deeply felt homage to the films of that era and a reflection on the way we mark time.

Tribute to Project Semicolon:  'Project Semicolon is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope to those who are struggling with mental health, suicide, self-injury, and addiction. As the Project Semicolon website reads: “A semicolon is used when an author could've chosen to end their sentence, but chose not to.' 

Diffracted Sensibilities. Artificial Gaze is a virtual exhibition that has been shaped around the same named elective course at the School of Communication, Royal College of Art (RCA), London, UK. As a collective, we look at ways of rethinking and reframing artificial intelligence (AI), inviting new perspectives, nonhuman centered conversations, speculations and storytelling that empowers diversity in understanding intelligence, liveness and sensuousness. 

Diffracted Sensibilities. Artificial Gaze looks at and speculates about sentient AI, digital queer ecologies, parallel realities and other futures with a focus on ethics of technology, politics and poetics of storytelling situated in a queer-feminist context. It diffracts multiple points of view on the subject matter, deconstructing the colonial language structures around AI. Informed by contemporary art, philosophy, communication environments, science and technology studies, it develops ways of seeing the world around us through cognitive assemblages (N. Kathryn Hayles), sympoietic relations (Donna Haraway) and distribution of the sensuous.

In friendship,
Anna Nazo 

Exhibiting artists:
Aiden Kasper Shabka, Amir Jahanbin, Chleo Li, Claire Breach, Mariana Neves, Rong Shi, Tongyu Zheng, Weihang Zhu, Wenhui Jiang, Xiangyu Wang, Xizhen Ning, Yijin Zhao, Yue Zhuo, Ziou Ye

AI Dreams for My Drone Sister is a virtual exhibition that provides a glimpse at a retrospective of Anna Nazo’s performances with the drone, AI poetry and brainwave CGI.

Anna Nazo is a London-based performance artist, researcher and educator whose practice engages computing technologies, philosophy and science. Her practice and research involve artificial intelligence (AI & indigeneity, AI poetry, AI narratives), drone storytelling, neurotechnology, VR, decentralized ecosystems (metaverse, DAOs, NFTs) and ecological sustainability. Within live digital-physical audiovisual performance, Anna’s work investigates questions of intelligence diversity, distributed forms of sensuousness, digital queer ecologies, and ethics of technology. It looks at ways of understanding intelligence and liveness in relation to nonconscious cognition, quantum reality and sympoietic complexities. Her performances operate on spoken word poetry that she co-write with artificial intelligence (AI poetry), sound and imagery that are computer generated live (real time CGI) from her brainwave data (EEG), and drone performance. 

This retrospective includes 360-degree archival video materials and AI poetry excerpts from the performances Flame 2.0, Devia, Granular Silt, Fractal Lymph, Phasing Never and Blue. The 3D environment was designed in collaboration with Megan Irusta Cornet.